(This is good, truly A+ comedy, she is hiding from you by staying with you!)
I ignored Snow as he laughed so hard he started chocking on a hairball.
I led Ryan to the guest room, she wad lucky normally I preferred one bedroom apartments since two was a waste of space. I had only been able to find this one on short notice though.
"Sorry about your old place, be honest, did an experiment of yours start the fire? You know we are supposed to keep those in the work building only." Ryan started giving herself a tour of my place.
"It is possible I was the cause." I replied and Ryan scoffed.
She was obviously hiding Spot inside her, how could I get her to let him out? Come on think Cody.
(I thought we were leaving the save team alive now? Seriously make up your mind.)
(Shut up cat, this is far to great an opportunity to miss)
If I can kill the cheetah here and now, that's one less cat trying to kill me and one less cat to smuggle off planet later.
I snuck over to Ryan's room a few minutes later. I should definitely suggest a bath. Cats hate water surely Spot will separate.
"Hey Ryan I just got a new tub, you should check it out." I smirked to myself.
I frowned after a moment when there was no reply and pushed the door open.
Ryan was laying half on the bed already fast asleep. I frowned, she is way too trusting.
I picked her up and put her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and tucked a blanket around her.
"You are such a five year old sometimes." I muttered and left the room again.
Good job cheetah, you get to live another day.
I returned to my own room and continued plotting in the darkness like some kind of villain. What else might work, I have bath time, I can try to use a really strong scent, I could toss her in a lake?
Which is harder, saving the world or killing two cats without any side affects to the humans. Why is this decision so decision-y. Seriously! I am supposed to be a decisive person!
Whatever I am going to bed, this can be tomorrow's problem. I shoved myself into a pile of blankets.
Oh wait, I did have one more task. I pulled out my laptop, sure enough our elevator stunts were starting to cause widespread panic. Now to make it worse. I pulled up an article labeled lost blood bank and erased it from existence. In its place stood a new article, we mourn the loss of a class of five year olds from the mute school. Here you go Pride, proof that I'm evil. Now let us make this article popular.
An hour later I turned my computer off and laid on my pillow. By tomorrow morning, everyone will be terrified of a snow leopard.
(Night cat)
(Good night human)
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I was sprinting down a hallway. I can reach her this time I know I can. A timer ticked downward. I can see her tied up next to that stupid FBI cadet and his teammate. Gods how did a simple joint training mission stumble on an actual terrorist group, like seriously! We are supposed to be diffusing a fake bomb not a real one!
I untie them. We are on the fifth floor of a mall. Only a small glass railing blocks us from a scenic overlook with a pond near the bottom.
Backup wont arrive in time, especially not in this reoccurring nightmare.
Kyle picks up his teammate and blood soaks his clothing. It is amazing the guy is still breathing. He nods to us and heads for the stairs. I look at the bomb with her and panic, I have never seen anything like this wiring. I don't know what wire to cut, if that would even work. She knows it too, she knows me better than I know myself.
.08
We are out of time. I don't know how to apologize to her, I was supposed to protect her. Now we both get to die.
The she pushes me backwards off the railing and I plummet downward as she picks up a fistful of wires and her knife. She should of been the one I pushed. She always wanted to save everyone no matter how hopeless.
I grimaced as I hit the water a second before everything erupted in flames and my vision went black.
I woke to soft lips against mine and floundered for a second as Kyle backed up.
"Oh good your still alive!" He smiled.
I glared, stupid prince should be rescuing her not me. We both use to joke about which of us would get to marry him. I always thought it would be her, both of them had the same stupid save the world nonsense for brains. And he even looked happy about saving me, which ticked me off the most.
"Layla?" I croaked.
His smile vanished and he shook his head. My whole world blurred. Never again, I'll become the best and do what Layla would of. She is the one that should of lived.
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I awoke panting and gritted my teeth. Then I just rested my head in my hands for a solid minute.
(Listen up cat, we are saving the world again.) What did it matter what I wanted.
I glanced at my mirror where a blue ribbon with a slight burn mark was tied.
"Fine I'll try to save the whole stupid planet, even if it kills me."
(Are you talking to the mirror?)
(No, I'm not.)
I'm clearly talking to a ribbon.
A clattering crash of a broken dish rang through the small apartment and I grimaced. I just bought those! Seems Ryan is having a war with my new dining set.
I hurried out of bed to save my overpriced things. Inflation, man it will kill you.
I stood in the doorway and my jaw dropped. Never mind this wasn't salvageable.
What was either waffle batter, or monster slime covered everything.
"You are hence forth banned from the kitchen" I shoved Ryan out, maybe I should light it on fire and start over again?
I grabbed a dish rag and began cleaning. And I just decided to leave your stupid cat alive again. Maybe I should change my mind again? A face flashed in my memories and I grimaced. I can manage to save the world once right? Even a slacker like me can manage once. How hard can once be? It's just a few little cats. Easy, keep five alive and kill the rest, piece of ... catnip.